The suddenly raised mirror wall reflected images, allowing both sides to see their own appearances.
When they saw themselves.
In that instant, they suddenly calmed down.
Under the leader's order, the rebels silently put away their guns.
The tense atmosphere was slightly eased.
Alka stared at the man who had just fired first, and at this moment, his expression was flustered.
"Why did you fire?"
"I... I don't know, maybe, maybe I was just too nervous." His expression was flustered, seeming aware that he had made a big mistake.
Because his leader was standing right beside him, looking at him with a difficult expression.
Alka just looked at him.
The ordinary rebel was sweating profusely, his body starting to shake.
"No need to be nervous, you were just under influence, so I won't blame you."
Alka said as he suddenly extended his hand, his five fingers clawed and slowly rotated.
At this moment, Chadite and others had quickly arrived.
